Re-assessing

Pardon me, while I process a little here. Some people (like my husband) can see the facts, make an intelligent decision, and stick with it. Other people (like myself) have ideals and just have to try them to see if they can beat the odds. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. I find that whenever Christian humors me (realizing that I just need to work through things- that's also my learning style, incidentally- "learning the hard way", I believe it's called), I eventually end up coming around and agreeing that Christian was right all along. This last year seems to have been a year of "trying to find a furry pet". Part of me sees it all as failure and wishes I could just delete all those pictures and pretend they never happened because it makes me feel bad that they didn't work out. But I think it's somehow important for my kids to see that things don't always work out the way we want. I think. But maybe they'll be scarred for life.

We started with Penny the bunny...

She was waaaaaaaaay stinkier than we thought- not at all how her former owner had described. We ended up giving her to our neighbors where she became an outdoor bunny and was eventually killed by their dog. :(

 Then there was Bailey...

She was a sweetie, but not a good outside dog- she was too lonely and got too excited when we were outside. Her jumping terrified the twins to the point where they refused to go in the backyard. Ever. She went back to the shelter and I only hope she found a new home.

Nellie and Belle (and eventually Lolly, Molly, and Bilbo) were next!

We sold the kids when they were old enough (as was always the plan) and then eventually sold Nellie as well, replacing her with Tribble- whom we hoped would make the whole endeavor so much better!

 

 Tribble had triplets, one still-born. Tribble is super easy to milk. But she doesn't make very much. After keeping goats for 9 months, logic has set in. They are expensive. They are a lot of work. I'm constantly feeling like I'm doing something wrong- hoof trimming, feeding, whatever. We are completely inflexible for traveling, dependent on one set of friends to watch our animals if we want to go anywhere. So, we've decided to sell the goats. Part of me will be incredibly relieved at getting rid of the extra responsibility. Part of me will really miss this...

BUT, we have decided to continue with chickens, since they are a LOT easier to maintain, and are quite amusing to watch. 

We'll be getting 7 new chicks this Spring to make a total of 15 laying hens.

We're hoping to have some extra eggs to be able to occasionally sell some; we've had several people asking already.

And we will be doing meat birds again! But differently this time. 

We'll get a breed that forages well (Red Rangers), and will be later in the season.

Christian's been begging (practically, though he would say just "strongly hinting") for me to get more involved in the gardening. And I'm finally on board! We're going to be putting up a ginormous high tunnel in the next week or two, which will greatly extend our growing season (our annual growing season is maybe 120 days?). I'm also plotting out some landscaping, hoping to add some fruiting bushes, and a tree here and there to offer the chickens a little more protection from the hawks to be able to roam outside their yard better. I'm excited! Excited for the new season, excited to be on the same heartbeat as my man!